429: Chapter 429 Resurrection (47)

The back mountain was deathly silent.

Everything on the entire back mountain of the Qingmu Sect had come to a standstill.

The ferocious smile on the face of Zhang Lie, the Sect Leader of the Lie Huo Sect, had not yet faded. His killing blow was less than a foot away from Su Changqing's crown, yet it could no longer advance even an inch.

The three Heavenly Venerable powerhouses behind him, as well as the elites who had been slaughtering wantonly, everyone’s movements were frozen.

Their faces were filled with horror and confusion.

They found that not only were their bodies unable to move, but even their Divine Souls were being suppressed by a supreme, mighty power, making their thoughts abnormally sluggish.

This pressure was vast and cold.

The Saint Realm...

This was definitely the pressure of a Saint Realm powerhouse.

But how could a sinking ship like the Qingmu Sect still have a surviving Saint Realm powerhouse?

Zhang Lie's Heavenly Venerable-level Divine Thought surged frantically, trying to find the source of this Saint Realm pressure.

He first suspected that some unknown Disciple within the Qingmu Sect had, in desperation, triggered a remaining Mountain-Protecting Restriction left behind by an ancient Saint within the Sect.

But as his Divine Thought swept across the field, all Formation fluctuations had been extinguished. That Mountain-Protecting Formation had long since been dismantled from the inside by a traitor, making it practically non-existent.

It wasn't a Saint Realm Restriction.

Then who was it?

His Divine Thought was like a headless fly, frantically sweeping across the chaotic battlefield, ruling out all possibilities.

Finally, after ruling out all impossibilities, the only remaining answer—the most absurd one—made his Divine Soul tremble uncontrollably.

He discovered with utter horror that the source of the Saintly Might that made him unable to move and his Divine Soul tremble was actually that snow-white Spirit Fox which had just been sent flying by a palm strike from his own God King Elder. It looked harmless and was currently standing quietly in a pool of blood.

"No... impossible..."

"A Spirit Beast?"

This cognition-shattering scene brought an unprecedented fear.

On the side of the Qingmu Sect, Su Changqing and the others were similarly stunned into a daze.

He looked at the incredibly familiar spirit pet in his granddaughter's arms—the one that usually did nothing but overeat and oversleep—and his mind went blank.

At that moment, a cold and majestic voice rang directly in the ears of Zhang Lie and the others from the Lie Huo Sect.

"This fruit is not for the likes of you."

"Withdraw, and you may live."

The Spirit Fox had spoken.

After the initial fear, Zhang Lie's greed quickly overrode his reason.

He forced himself to calm down, his heart rate suddenly accelerating as a fatal misjudgment that made even him feel excited flashed frantically through his mind.

This wasn't the Spirit Fox's own power.

How could a tiny Spirit Fox possess Saintly Might?

It must be carrying some kind of supreme secret treasure that has already recognized it as its master and possesses Saint Realm power.

The power of this secret treasure is limited; it can only achieve suppression, but it cannot directly obliterate them.

This erroneous judgment allowed him to see a massive Opportunity that far exceeded a single Azure Spirit Fruit.

He immediately communicated rapidly with the other three Heavenly Venerable powerhouses via Divine Thought.

"Don't be bluffed by it! It must have a Saintly Treasure on it, and its power is limited!"

"As long as we join forces, break through this pressure, and kill this beast, that Saintly Treasure will be ours!"

Greed instantly consumed everyone's reason.

"Kill!"

The four Heavenly Venerable powerhouses, almost at the same time, burned their Origin regardless of the cost, forcibly breaking through the suppression of that Saintly Might and blasting their strongest killing moves toward the snow-white Spirit Fox.

Facing this deathbed struggle, Wang Yun's eyes turned cold.

He made no extra movements, only slowly raising a snow-white paw and pressing it lightly against the Void Realm.

An invisible Domain instantly expanded.

The world-destroying attacks of those four Heavenly Venerables vanished into nothingness the moment they entered the Domain.

Wang Yun hadn't wanted to start a massacre.

This world was too unfamiliar to him; killing this group of people might lead to some even more powerful backers appearing later, adding unnecessary variables.

But now, he had no choice but to kill.

A faint glimmer of light lit up in the Spirit Fox's clear eyes.

Within that light, it was as if the flow of time and the change of epochs were contained.

Light of the Epoch.

A tiny beam of light shot out from those fox pupils, instantly piercing through the Void Realm, ignoring all distance and Law.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Four soft sounds.

The four overbearing Heavenly Venerable powerhouses, who had burned their Origin to launch their strongest blow, all stiffened at the same time.

A tiny bloody hole appeared on their foreheads without any warning.

Immediately after, their bodies, along with their Divine Souls, were eroded by that light, silently turning into dust and disappearing completely.

With the enemies completely obliterated, the Azure Spirit Fruit lost its support of power and fell from the tree.

Wang Yun's figure flashed, turning into a white shadow, and he nimbly caught the fruit in mid-air.

He approached the heavily injured and dying Su Changqing and placed the Saintly Fruit, which concerned the future of the Qingmu Sect, in front of him.

At that moment, Su Xinqiao slowly woke up from her near-death coma.

She weakly opened her eyes and happened to see the scene of 'Xiao Yun' bestowing the Saintly Fruit upon her grandfather.

In her sight, that figure who was usually clingy and cute was now so holy, majestic, and impossible to look at directly.

Her mind was a complete blank.

Saint... Saint Fox...

It turns out Xiao Yun is a legendary Saint Realm existence...

No wonder, no wonder he looked down on my meager cultivation and was unwilling to sign a contract with me...

I am too weak.

I am not worthy...

There was not a single shred of resentment in the girl's heart, only a deep sense of self-abasement.

And within that self-abasement, an unprecedentedly firm conviction took root and sprouted in her heart.

I must Cultivate hard!

I must become stronger!

Until one day, I can earn Xiao Yun's recognition!

On the other side, Su Changqing looked at the Spirit Fruit before him, then at the Spirit Fox of unfathomable Divine Might, and wept with excitement.

He knew this was the grace of rebirth, the only hope for the Sect to avoid destruction.

He struggled to get up, not consuming the Spirit Fruit immediately.

He turned around, facing all the surviving, shell-shocked Disciples of the Qingmu Sect, and announced loudly with all his strength.

"Today, my Qingmu Sect has been saved by the Saint Fox and has preserved its Orthodoxy!"

"I, Su Changqing, hereby announce that from this day forward, this fox is our Sect's Sacred Beast. Its status is equal to mine; seeing the Sacred Beast is like seeing this Sect Master!"

After experiencing despair and rebirth, all the Disciples looked at the white Spirit Fox with eyes full of worship and awe.

They all knelt on the ground in unison.

"We pay our respects to the Sacred Beast!"